"Aisun, you know I don't like you like this."
Xia Yibing pretended to be angry.
"We have agreed that whether you are attending the art exhibition tomorrow or studying this crown, you must not hide anything from me during the process. You must share all the information you know with me!"
"Otherwise I won't agree to it."
"Don't even mention letting you go tomorrow. I won't even let you open the lock of this box!"
She started to threaten me.
Hitzfeld quickly restrained his expression, pretended to be serious, put his little fist to his mouth and coughed.
"Ahem - actually this matter is not as complicated as you think."
"Then explain it to me clearly."
"It's simple. Do you remember the murder of Prince Trierred, also known as Naris?"
"What did you say?"
Xia Yibing was stunned.
Naris was murdered...
That happened so long ago... They might not have even set out to sea on the Pierre at that time, so what does it mean by suddenly saying this?
"Insel is a very cunning enemy, yes." The girl emphasized, "But we also know what kind of person Naris is - he is not a reckless man, right?"
"of course."
"He just looks rough, but he is actually very thoughtful."
“I agree with this assessment.”
"Then he won't be assassinated so easily." Hitzfeld said affirmatively, "Even if he is going to die in the end, he will be aware of Yinsel's conspiracy. He won't die so quietly."
"Think about it, Xia."
She decided to remind the woman opposite again.
"If someone wants to assassinate you, or intends to assassinate me, how should they approach me to maximize their chances of success?"
"what do you mean……"
Xia Yibing's expression changed.
"I didn't say it had to be."
Hitzfeld didn't let her continue.
"I'm just saying it's a possibility."
"We have to plan ahead."
Chapter 86: Journey to Origin
After discussing this topic, both of them turned their attention to a metal box placed next to them.
It looked a bit like a miniature safe, but in Hitzfeld's eyes it looked more like an old-fashioned storage box. It was tied up with a finger-thick chain, and when he got closer, he could see the reflection of the spell on the chain.
"Spirit-releasing metal." Xia Yibing stood up from behind the table and introduced it to her spontaneously, "It's a very novel thing for others, but for you..."
"A special material that can decompose spiritual thoughts." Hitzfeld took the initiative to complete the rest of the content, "It should be one of the achievements of the 'Dream Sealing School'."
Since there is a term called the School of the Saoirse, it is natural that there are also differences in philosophy within the school. These differences are mainly concentrated on two paths, namely the "Dream-Eating School" that "allows nightmares to erode one's will, uses one's will to control the power of nightmares, and uses spirits as the main means of fighting the enemy"; and the "Dream-Sealing School" that "emphasizes that nightmares will eventually get out of control, and that one should use reason to seal the power of nightmares, using spirits as a supplement and oneself as the main means."
Just from the literal meaning, we can almost understand what kind of people on both sides are, but in fact the confrontation between the two sides is not fierce. This is because these schools have had a miserable life for a long time in the past.
When everyone is miserable, who will care about differences in ideas?
Before the birth of the mysterious Lord Hitzfeld, before she used her understanding to help the nightmare system summarize and organize knowledge and open up more possible paths, the development of Sara's native school of poltergeists was too slow.
There was only one spirit possessor, Grest, and he was killed. Although there were many lower-level spirits, the number that could compete with the Golden Knights was too small to be distributed across such a large country.
Everyone's life is hard. There are too few things to research. People die at every turn and there is no guarantee of producing any research results. There are also evil spirits outside that need to be suppressed, so in most cases the schools get along well with each other.
This is also why Hitzfeld rarely heard of the different schools of thought at the beginning - let's put aside the disputes for now, we must unite and survive.
But now it's different. With the new king ascending the throne and the implementation of new policies, coupled with the efforts of this mysterious master, agent and detective, every aspect of the country is getting better.
As life got better, people started to think more. The differences within the Saurian School gradually began to rise again, but overall they were still under control.
"That's right." Xia Yibing nodded, squatted down and touched the box, "Spirit-breaking metal... When spiritual thoughts touch it, it will be broken into pieces. It can prevent enemies from spying on the things inside. It is also most suitable for imprisoning those items that can be brought into dreams by themselves."
Bringing this into dreams is not an exaggeration.
When nightmare monsters harm mortals, they have the ability to bring nightmare damage into reality. For example, if a person has nightmares of being executed for several days in a row, he may feel fine when he wakes up during the day, except that he may feel a little depressed mentally. However, once the nightmare comes and hatches, the accumulated damage from the execution may burst out in his real body all at once.
This is a typical example of interfering with reality through nightmares. Similarly, some people commit crimes through dreams.
For example, sneaking into a person's dream to interrogate the location of their property. Another example is stealing things that have been specially treated and can only be stolen in a dream.
In fact, this is the most common case for Shadow Lion detectives like Ethan. Where do so many major cases come from? Most of them are ordinary crimes of supernatural dreaming, either murders for love or for money. Gray police have no way to deal with such methods, which is just suitable for them to track down criminals.
Without saying anything else, the woman pulled open the chains, took out the key to unlock it, entered the six-digit password on the box, and opened it with a "click".
Don't be fooled by its depth, but there is actually a cubic cushion inside. A dark gold, damaged metal headband lies quietly on the cushion, and a human face can be vaguely seen through the reflection.
"I still don't recommend you to touch this thing rashly..." Xia Yibing hesitated for a moment, but still felt it was better to make things clear.
It is really dangerous, and this thing is really weird.
Think about it, it had been hidden in the Palace of White Shadows for decades—perhaps even centuries—undiscovered.
What is this concept? You have to know that the White Shadow Palace has had many guests, not only the True Blood God Clan, the Asfen Royal Family, but also the Tree People Clan, Sina and even Yinsel.
These people have been here before, but they didn't realize that this thing existed. Only Charuni "heard the unknown call in nightmares many times", isn't this enough to prove that it is weird enough?
The only mortal to come into contact with it was Richard Barish, and he died.
She ignored other factors and calculated based on the mathematical probability in reality that the mortality rate from contact with this thing was 100%.
Hitzfeld was amused by her logic: According to her, the mortality rate of drinking water is also 100%, and everyone who drinks the water will die.
"Don't worry." She tried to comfort the woman. "If I were alone, I would definitely not take such a risk... But I have mentor Yusilian here. I believe there is no one else who understands this as well as she does."
This is her greatest confidence...
After all, according to the little crow, as a replica of the supreme artifact - "Sophia's Crown of Wisdom", this crown was made right under her nose.
Who else could understand better than her?
If she couldn't escape unscathed from this thing even with the help of Ms. Yusilian, then that didn't mean that she, the Devourer, was far inferior to Richard.
It's impossible no matter how you think about it.
“Actually… I agree with Emaar’s cautious approach.”
Ms. Yusilian transformed from a hairpin into a crow, flapped her wings and landed on the edge of the box.
"Some things, even though I have witnessed their birth... after all, they have gone through such a long period of changes, I can't say whether they will undergo some kind of changes."
"Just tell me if you are sure you can control the situation." Hitzfeld tried to provoke him, "You are the King of Blood, you are not afraid of this thing, are you?"
?
She has always called me with honorifics, but why does it sound so uncomfortable this time... It makes me feel uncomfortable all over!
"Don't be so petty."
The crow narrowed his eyes.
"Put your hands on it."
"That rookie...someone named Amura, even he can touch something, so even if there is a change, it won't be a problem."
Hitzfeld looked at Xia Yibing, who curled her lips and made way.
Anyway, everything that can be said has been said, and what should be done is... isn't she just squatting over there?
If something really happens, I can just grab the crown myself.
Or you can be more straightforward and just chop it up in the long summer.
Taking a deep breath, Hitzfeld simply sat down on the ground.
With her legs folded under her skirt, she stared intently, her right hand slowly reaching for the crown.
Little by little.
Touch the cool metal.
She didn't feel anything at first, and she even doubted whether this thing was the treasure they were looking for.
Amra couldn't have lied to me, could she?
But just as she was doubting, she felt a tingling pain in her fingertips.
It wasn't profound, but it was noticeable. It was as if the metal band had become a serpent that had encircled and bit my finger.
What…?
She opened her eyes wide and saw the blood oozing from between her fingers being quickly absorbed by the surface of the headband.
The next moment, the space began to rotate rapidly with the "point" where the blood disappeared as the center.
Hitzfeld, including everything she saw, was swept up in the rotation.
When she opened her eyes again, she heard the crow cursing under its breath.
"unlucky……!"
"How come we can see them here?"
Who did you see?
Curious, the girl looked around immediately and found that just like the scene she had experienced through the divine eye, she herself existed in the form of a spirit and descended into a plot of unknown nature.
This is indoors, but the building structure is very majestic, basically made of whole pieces of stone.
Huge columns, huge statues... There are a total of sixteen statues arranged in two rows. In the front there is a high platform similar to an altar, and on the stone throne in the center there is a stone statue of a woman.
Is this a temple?
There are torches lit next to each statue... With such a layout, it can only be a temple.
All the local temples in Sara have been demolished and abandoned. People go to church to worship, so we can roughly infer that the time was before the arrival of the gray fog. Only before that time did the temples operate.
As for the “they” the instructor mentioned…
Hitzfeld focused his attention on the throne statue and found that the woman carved on it was someone he recognized.
It's the dragon girl.
One of the lovers of the sun goddess.
Chapter 87: Dragon Temple
No wonder Ms. Yusilian cursed it as bad luck.
Hitzfeld knew very well that if one truly liked someone, he would always hope to have her all to himself if he could.
This was the case for herself, and Ms. Yusilian should be the same to the goddess. In other words, the Dragon Girl was her love rival, and she didn't want to see her love rival. It was understandable that she cursed her love rival after seeing her. Hitzfeld just hoped that she would not continue to get too carried away.
After all, they haven't even figured out their situation yet.
For example, where is this place?
Why did her finger get pricked by touching the crown, and why did her consciousness be pulled to this place?
She hopes to figure out these issues as soon as possible.
"This is the Dragon Temple." As if it knew what she was thinking, the crow's spirit landed on her left shoulder. "I will never forget this place even in my dreams... This is the Dragon Temple of Osena!"
Dragon Temple?
Hitzfeld muttered to himself.
The Dragon Girl previously called herself the "Dragon Queen", and it seems that this title is a self-deprecating title... just like Yusilian Vincent Zachariah calls himself the King of Bloodborne, "King" is indeed a self-deprecating title for them.
They should be "gods", similar to the level of the Jiyang Goddess, but slightly lower.
Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how they can continue to exist across time. Hitzfeld's previous logic of "drinking water will lead to death" cannot be applied to them for the time being.
